Seeing Ye Futian and Yu Sheng walk away, Ruo Yu glared at Ruo Qiu and said, "Sister, can you not be so rude?"
"Didn't you see that he admitted it himself?" Ruo Qiu asked calmly.
"Rain, don't come into contact with this kind of person." Yan Lu also spoke. Ruo Yu looked at her senior brother. Although she didn't agree in her heart, she didn't say anything and looked ahead.
Ye Futian and Yu Sheng walked towards a boulder. There, a young man with an extraordinary temperament stood there quietly. Seeing Ye Futian and Yu Sheng approach, he asked, "Are you being looked down upon?"
"Are you gloating?" Ye Futian looked at the young man in front of him and said gloomily.
Ye Wuchen glanced at Ruo Qiu, who was not far away, and then looked at the depressed Ye Futian. He couldn't help but smile. This guy was so famous in the Cangye Kingdom and Nandou Nation. Lin Yueyao wanted to get close to him but was ignored. He didn't think that there would be a day when a woman would look down on him.
"Where is Ye Xiao?" Ye Futian asked.
"We split up a long time ago." Ye Wuchen said, "Ye Xiao is cultivating at Cangye College. If he wants to inherit the throne in the future, Cangye College's support will be useful."
Ye Futian nodded. He understood what Ye Wuchen meant. The students of the Cangye College who entered the Ancient Barren World would be the ones in charge of the college in the future.
"How was your comprehension?" Ye Futian asked again.
Ye Wuchen looked at the stone wall and frowned. "I can only feel some Sword Will, but I can't see through it. Maybe it's not mature enough. I need some time."
Ye Futian walked to his side and squatted down. Ye Wuchen looked down at him and saw Ye Futian carving something on the stone with his Spiritual Qi. It seemed to be a word, the first word of the poem: Thousand.
However, under Ye Futian's carving, the character actually changed slowly, as if it was moving, faintly turning into the shape of a sword. Seeing this, Ye Wuchen's eyes flashed and he stared at the stone wall in front of him.
"Don't try to comprehend any wills. Just dismantle it," Ye Futian said.
"Alright." Ye Wuchen nodded. When he looked at the stone wall again, the handwriting seemed to have changed again.
At this time, the Black Wind Eagle beside him flapped its wings gently. It looked at Ye Futian with its bright eyes, as if it was looking forward to it.
"You want to learn too?" Ye Futian sweated.
The Black Wind Condor nodded.
"It's about to become a spirit." Ye Futian muttered. It seemed that this guy had benefited from fate. However, the two of them were connected mentally, so it was easy.
"Let me comprehend first." Ye Futian sat on the boulder and looked at the stone wall again. Every word of the poem seemed to have transformed into the shape of a sword. The will of the sword kept surging into his mind.
Although he had seen the shape of the sword and sensed the sword will, if he wanted to cultivate this sword technique, he still needed to comprehend it. He did not cultivate swordsmanship, so he did not want to waste time on it. It was enough for him to sense the sword will and receive fate. He would leave cultivating the sword technique to Ye Wuchen.
After that, Ye Futian continued to visualize quietly. At the same time, he would tell Ye Wuchen the shape of the sword. Gradually, Ye Wuchen entered the state and was able to comprehend it on his own. He no longer needed Ye Futian to remind him.
Strangely, the Black Wind Condor beside him also stared at the stone wall without blinking, as if it was comprehending.
Yu Sheng, who was watching from the side, was dumbfounded. He couldn't even compare to an eagle …
After a while, Ye Futian gathered his thoughts. At this time, Ye Wuchen's eyes were closed tightly. There was a faint sword will flowing around his body. It seemed that he was comprehending the sword technique hidden in the poem.
"Let's go look at the other stone walls," Ye Futian said. The Black Wind Condor's eyes lit up. With a flap of its wings, it flew in another direction and landed on a boulder. The stone wall in front of them was engraved with pictures.
On the picture was a golden-winged Roc soaring in the sky. There were many afterimages, as if it was depicting the image of a golden-winged Roc spreading its wings and soaring.
Ye Futian glanced at the Black Wind Condor. It seemed that this guy had been watching here for a long time.
However, this picture was also suitable for him. The Black Wind Condor and Yu Sheng could also cultivate it.
Using the Freedom Meditation again, a scene seemed to appear in Ye Futian's mind. It was the scene engraved in the picture. A golden-winged Roc spread its wings and the wind howled around it. It seemed to be faster than the wind, leaving afterimages behind as it flew with the wind.
This scene overlapped with some of the memories in his mind. Suddenly, it became clearer. Without realizing it, he fell into a strange mood. It was as if he had turned into a Roc and was soaring in the sky.
The Freedom Meditation could visualize the true meaning of the words and pictures on the stone wall. However, to comprehend this true meaning, one still had to rely on their own ability to comprehend it.
Gradually, Ye Futian closed his eyes. It was as if he was not standing on the boulder in front of the stone wall, but flying in the sky.
A wave of willpower descended from the stone wall and continuously flowed into his mind. The more he comprehended the pictures on the stone wall, the stronger the willpower and fate he would receive.
The Black Wind Condor and Yu Sheng were also comprehending, but they could only comprehend the simpler concepts. The Black Wind Condor was affected by his talent, but Yu Sheng's talent was not in this area.
There were many people around who were skilled in the power of wind comprehending. Occasionally, there would be people flashing around, trying to integrate their comprehension into their own abilities.
After a long time, Ye Futian opened his eyes. The Black Wind Condor looked at him pitifully. Ye Futian used his spiritual imprint to transmit his visualization comprehension into the Black Wind Condor's mind. Then, the Black Wind Condor also began to comprehend and cultivate.
"Yu Sheng, that stone wall is suitable for you." Ye Futian pointed to another stone wall. This one was facing the sea. The picture engraved on it was of monstrous waves, rolling and roaring. At a glance, one could feel an artistic conception rushing out of the picture. It seemed to have an extremely terrifying force.
The two of them walked towards the stone wall. When they arrived before it, the waves rolled and crashed against the edge of the Cang Mountain. The waves crashed against the shore, seeming to match the artistic conception contained in the picture.
"What do you feel?" Ye Futian asked.
"The aura, the power," Yu Sheng said.
"Yes." Ye Futian nodded. Using Freedom Meditation, he could naturally see it more clearly. The picture seemed to be moving, each wave higher than the last. The monstrous power seemed to want to destroy everything.
This picture was not a sword, nor was it the wind. It was purely the aura and the feeling of power.
The two of them quietly comprehended. After a long time, Ye Futian left alone and walked towards another stone wall that was also facing the sea. This was also the last stone wall in the Cang Mountain Relic with a picture engraved on it.
There was no one in front of this stone wall. The other three stone walls had traces that could be followed, but this one, no one could understand it. No one could feel a trace of fate from it.
There was a picture engraved on the stone wall. A figure dressed in white sat there quietly, playing the guqin with both hands. There was no artistic conception.
Ye Futian used Freedom Meditation, but he could only see that the person in the picture seemed to be playing the guqin. He could not understand the intent within, but the more it was like this, the more extraordinary it was.
If he could not visualize it with Freedom Meditation, it could only mean that his level was not high enough.
Ye Futian stood there quietly, looking at the stone wall. He was the only one there.
Ye Wuchen was in front of the sword stone wall, the Black Wind Eagle was in front of the Roc stone wall, and Yu Sheng was in front of the waves stone wall. The four of them were each comprehending a stone wall.
Ye Futian's world seemed to become very quiet, but in reality, there were people everywhere in the Cang Mountain Relic.
Ruo Qiu's gaze swept over Ye Futian. He was too conspicuous. He was the only one occupying a stone wall.
"No one has ever been able to understand the mystery of that stone wall, but he's pretending. You should know who he is now," Ruo Qiu said lightly to Ruo Yu beside her.
How long had they been here? Ye Futian had actually stopped in front of four stone walls. It was purely a waste of time.
Ruo Yu also glanced over, not understanding Ye Futian's intentions.
"Senior Brother Yan has comprehended a wisp of sword will," Ruo Qiu said with a smile. She looked at Yan Lu, who was not far away. There was a strand of sword will circling around him. It came from the stone wall.
Yan Lu took a deep breath and said, "This poem indeed contains a powerful artistic conception. Just by looking at its form, I can sense a strand of sword intent. It will take a long time to completely understand it."
"Senior Brother Yan, your talent is already extraordinary," Ruo Qiu said, smiling.
"You're still lacking compared to Senior Sister Yun." Yan Lu looked up at Yun Qianmo, who was standing on a boulder not far away. He saw the sword will circling around her. Clearly, her comprehension was deeper than his.
People continued to arrive at the Cang Mountain Relic, making the place more and more lively. Just then, a figure attracted many people's attention.
This person was extremely beautiful. Even the dazzling Yun Qianmo was slightly inferior to her in terms of appearance. She had many strong guards around her.
It was the Cangye Kingdom's top beauty, Lin Yueyao. In terms of appearance, there were naturally few people who could compare.
Her beautiful eyes fell in one direction and instantly saw Ye Wuchen. Her graceful body flashed and moved towards Ye Wuchen. Her figure floated down beside Ye Wuchen.
Gu Cheng, Ruo Qiu, and the others looked over. Ye Futian seemed to know Ye Wuchen and this girl was also going over. Who was Ye Wuchen?
Was this stunning girl also from the Hundred Lands?
Ye Wuchen's eyes suddenly opened and he glanced at Lin Yueyao. She gasped and closed her eyes tightly. She felt like a sword had pierced her eyes.
"Are you okay?" Ye Wuchen asked.
Lin Yueyao slowly opened her eyes. They were slightly red. She looked at Ye Wuchen and said, "Are you trying to kill me?"
"I was cultivating. I didn't know it was you," Ye Wuchen said.
Lin Yueyao was speechless. Then she looked at the stone wall and murmured, "Is this the stone wall of the Cang Mountain Relic? Why can't I see any artistic conception? How did you comprehend it?"
"I didn't comprehend much either, but an abnormal guy came," Ye Wuchen said.
"An abnormal guy?" A strange look came over Lin Yueyao's face. Then she looked elsewhere and saw a figure standing alone in front of a stone wall. It was as if he was alone in this world.
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